Thursday, June 28, 2012

Simple Gifts

1. My cell phone went for a trailrun last night without me.

2. Butternut squash babies waved hello from my desk this morning!


Falling stars, her eyes sweep the inky sky

And as deep within them seem I to fall

Endless in awe, so inspired for my

Words which can hope to capture her at all;

A blush upon her cheek lies there by right

For him that can seek her truest delight;

No rose her lips, no nova her compare,

But envy that brightness that's so the sun;

Beauty such, commanding me but to stare,

By my desires each time newly begun.

Feelings when I hear what no others do,

More of her soul will I know, wonder too.

3. The presence of true friends.